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        Upon spying a few tufts of silver hair, Sakura honed in on him, throwing herself to the ground at his side, skinning her knees. The pain barely registered.        Shizune and the two accompanying team nin created an anxious half circle behind her, obediently awaiting further orders.        Sakura’s eyes roamed every inch of Kakashi’s body in mere seconds, a preliminary exterior examination. Blood coated his hands, but didn’t appear to be his, as there wasn’t a single cut on his body. His hitae ai lay beside one hand and a senbon lay in the other. She knew immediately that it was the enemy’s; Kakashi ne

        “My client, whom this man of yours so effortlessly murdered, made me his avenger of sorts, and so I pursued Hatake Kakashi through the woods where we fought and I won. I would have taken his eye myself, but you showed up much faster than I anticipated, and Hatake was resilient to fall to the toxin. I know that your efforts here are futile and that you need this antidote or else he will die anyway. I invented the toxin, after all.”        “Why do you want his eye?” Sakura barked.        “I deserve some sort of payment for my service, don’t you think? And besides, sharingans fetch a beautiful price

        There was no way to tell how much time had passed. Sakura awoke blearily to find herself on a cot in another room; a face hovering at her bedside gradually grew from fuzzy to discernible.        “That man must have hit you with another toxin-laced senbon. We were able to create our own antidote from the traces of toxin we collected from Kakashi’s body and managed to heal you without much trouble. The mission and the toxin did a number on your body, so the doctor’s orders are to stay and rest for a little while longer,” the face said, morphing into one Sakura recognized as Shizune’s. Sakura’s consc

        Suddenly the hair on the back of her neck prickled and in a flash she sprang up, burying two sharp-tipped kunai into the trunk of a tree nearby.        A man circled the wounded tree, appearing out from behind it with a smirk on his unfamiliar face.        “That was close,” he remarked, tossing something into the air before catching it again. “You almost made me drop this.” He held the thing up to the light between his forefinger and thumb, shaking the tiny glass bottle so that the liquid inside swished gently.        Sakura warily readied two more kunai between her fingers, poised again to strike, making

        Sakura surfaced again some time later to find yet another visitor at her bedside, but this one had an aura so familiar she almost considered it equal to her own. A pure, gratifying grin melted on her face as her head lolled to drink in the sight of him.        Her left hand was lazily cupped in his, while his other was busy cradling the precious orange-bound book he always carried with him, which fell to his lap when her stirrings caught his attention. Their eyes locked, sharing more than words could fathom in a single gaze, and he gave her an eye-crinkling smile before he brought her hand up to his cloth-covered mouth, kissing the

        Kakashi lay motionless under the deathly still trees, muscles locked. Moonlight glinted off the hitae ai half-buried in the dirt inches from his splayed, bloodied fingers.        The silence only worsened the agony within.

        “We’ve done all we can here,” Shizune said hurriedly. “If the antidote doesn’t work and there is more to be done, it has to be at the hospital.”        Sakura nodded and the four of them packed up their supplies.        “Renui, go ahead with Shizune and alert the hospital of our arrival. Takada will stay with me and I will carry Kakashi back,” Sakura ordered.  She remained steadfast under Shizune’s concerned gaze. “I have enough chakra to get back to the village with Kakashi. Go.”        Shizune nodded and disappeared into the trees with Renui. Takada helped to gent